Yaunfen: The Game Of Fate || M.Y.G

"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔
𝑶𝒓-
𝑰𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔?"

Jung Y/N a literature Major who loves to solve mysteries and write them on paper. One day her brother, An archeologist,starts investigating A case of An Empire six centuries ago. The same day,Y/N
Comes across a charming man she bumps into on the streets. His feline eyes- they reminded her of the nightmares. From a long time ago.There it came -The flashes of those unknown, mysterious thing. His presence was calming, oddly calming. As if it was all she needed. Her heart ached. As soon as this man leaves.

This Man that she came across, Had the same ache in his heart. However, there came a headache as well. His mind going round and round. He was unable to forget the Woman he bumped into, he laid down on his friend's bed. Who nagged at him to help him pack his stuff. He felt the sting on his wrist for quite a while now. He pulled up his sleeve and found a cresent moon on his wrist. For a moment he thought it glew. He didn't had it. "How did it appear? "

These two had no idea what plan it was, the plan of fate.
What was written-
What the string of fate- Yaunfen had decided this time.

"𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽, 𝓲𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵-
𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮, 𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓲